In the library, Li Zheng and Xu Mengxi briefly made eye contact, then both awkwardly smiled and looked away.
Li Zheng walked to the window behind Xu Mengxi and, leaning on the windowsill, laughed and said, "Don't blame Yu Jing, she just wants to strive in the same field with her good friend."
"Haha, haven't seen you for a few days, and you know Jingjing better than I do?" Xu Mengxi, supporting herself on the back of the chair, stood back to back with Li Zheng, kicking the chair leg indifferently, "Jingjing is just like that, doesn't want to bother talking with people she doesn't care about, but insists on arranging everything for those she cares about."
"Feels like you're talking about a kindergarten tyrant."
"Haha, now that you mention it, it really does seem like it."
After exchanging these thoughts, the two suddenly fell silent.
After a long silence, Li Zheng gritted his teeth and, with a shamelessly emotional tone, broke the silence.
"Teacher Mengxi..."
